books44 Chapter 421 The Stand-in is also Crazy (11)
Chapter 421 The Stand-in is also Crazy (11)
Chapter 421 The Stand-in is Crazy (11)
Mo Ci naturally knew this, but as a casual cultivator, he might not know it.
So Mo Ci nodded slightly to show that he understood, and then he let go of his hands and clasped his fists.
"Excuse me!"
Shen Huaitian looked at his wrist which was red from being held by Mo Ci, shook it, and then waved his hand indifferently.
"It's okay, it's my problem. My name is Shen Huaitian, what's yours?"
"Moci."
After saying this, Shen Huaitian tilted his head and looked at Mo Ci carefully.
Bu Fan's eyes swept over the two of them, then he opened his folding fan, stood in front of Mo Ci, and smiled.
"Hey, little brother Shen Huaitian, do you know our Mo Ci?"
When asking this question, Bu Fan's gaze was still on Mo Ci.
Until now, he has not been able to guess which immortal sect has hidden Mo Ci.
At the moment, he couldn't see any signs of knowing Shen Huaitian on Mo Ci's face, and his doubts grew even more.
However, Shen Huaitian shook his head somewhat embarrassedly.
"I don't know him, I just feel that your voice sounds a bit like someone."
"Oh? Really? Who does he look like? Tell me."
Bu Fan was really curious and gossipy. Mo Ci sighed and glanced at Bu Fan. It was normal that the voice sounded familiar.
Because Mo Ci only changed the appearance of this body, but did not change the voice.
only... ...
Shen Huaitian would come to him just because they looked at each other, definitely not because of the voice.
This guy is quite perceptive, but he can't guess it.
Shen Huaitian saw that Mo Ci was still calm and thought it was just a coincidence.
What's more, that person had already fallen off the cliff. According to Master and the others, he must have been killed without a complete body.
Thinking of this, Shen Huaitian's eyes dimmed, and under Bu Fan's gossipy gaze, he slowly spoke.
"It's... Fang Honglu, who was supposed to be my senior brother..."
The reason why it was supposed to be so was naturally because Fang Honglu had been expelled from the sect and the immortal sect, and he was doomed to die.
When Bu Fan heard this, his brows relaxed and he looked at Mo Ci again.
He nodded, indicating that he should go back and talk to Mo Ci about Fang Honglu.
Mo Ci: ...
Is there a possibility that Fang Honglu is standing right in front of you?
Forget it, Mo Ci sighed in his heart.
He nodded as a response and said to Shen Huaitian.
"There are so many similar people in the world, and there are also many people with similar voices. Brother Shen Huaitian, don't recognize the wrong person next time."
Shen Huaitian nodded, "I just thought it was similar. If I'm offended, please forgive me, Brother Mo Ci!"
Perhaps because Shen Huaitian looked quite kind, Bu Fan hesitated for a moment and then tried to get closer to Mo Ci just like he did in the past.
After just a few words, Shen Huaitian treated him as a friend.
Mo Ci also became a friend by the way, and Shen Huaitian was very happy to get together with Mo Ci.
He listened to Bu Fan talk about a lot of things he didn't know, with a look of admiration on his face.
"Brother Bu Fan, you actually know so much, you're amazing!"
Shen Huaitian's eyes were full of stars, Bu Fan was waving his folding fan pretentiously, with a slight curve at the corner of his lips.
"Stay calm, this is all based on experience."
Mo Ci: ...
Ha ha.
The two chatted for quite a while, and Sikong Jie came over and asked, "Junior brother, why are you here?"
As soon as he spoke, several eyes looked over. Sikong Jie seemed to be a very upright person, but he was the one who stepped on Fang Honglu the hardest.
Seeing Sikong Jie, the smile on Mo Ci's lips deepened. It would be great if he could do something behind the scenes.
He really wanted to have a fight with Sikong Jie, but there were not many opportunities to beat the other person openly.
"Sixth Senior Brother, these are my new friends. This one is Bu Fan, and this one is Mo Ci."
"Brother Bu Fan, Brother Mo Ci, this is my sixth senior brother, Sikong Jie!"
After Shen Huaitian introduced them, both sides nodded slightly.
Sikong Jie's eyes fell on the two men's badges, and then his expression became much more arrogant, and he pulled Shen Huaitian over.
"Sorry for disturbing you. I'll take my junior brother away right away."
Without waiting for Mo Ci and the other two to respond, he ignored Shen Huaitian's objection, pulled them away, and whispered something in Shen Huaitian's ear.
"Junior brother, in the future, avoid associating with these shady people. Be careful not to be deceived."
He did not take any action to say this, so Mo Ci and Bu Fan heard it clearly.
Bu Fan immediately rolled his eyes, shielded his face with his folding fan, and spat lightly.
"Who are you saying is unclear? I'm from the Huanyin Sect, understand? I'm not even a bit cute like Shen Huaitian, tut!"
Mo Ci listened to his mumbling and chuckled.
"If we meet in a competition, I'll punch you a few more times."
This... ...you can have it!
Bu Fan's eyes lit up and he glanced sideways at Mo Ci.
"How can two punches be enough? He beat him up so badly that his face was bruised and swollen. It's not good to be a good person."
"it is good."
When Bu Fan heard this, he rolled his eyes at Mo Ci and spoke with some resentment.
"Whether we can win or not is secondary. Let's talk about it first."
Mo Ci also deeply agreed with this point.
Perhaps because they were so resentful, Mo Ci actually met Sikong Jie in the first round. Sikong Jie looked at the wooden sign on Mo Ci's waist with contempt.
"A casual cultivator? Your luck ends here."
When his sarcastic voice rang out, even the people in the audience felt that Mo Ci was doomed to lose.
After all, the strength displayed by Mo Ci is indeed not as good as Sikong Jie.
But, that was just a display of strength. Mo Ci smiled at Sikong Jie.
"I'll return this to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ci rushed towards him like an arrow.
Sikong Jie's expression darkened because of what he said, and he did not hold back at all, wanting to expel Mo Ci from the stage as soon as possible.
It's a pity that he thought too well.
Mo Ci did not use any weapons, but instead chose the right moment to punch Sikong Jie in the face. Once or twice would be fine.
But as the number of times increased, Sikong Jie began to be overwhelmed by anger.
Later, he threw his magic weapons out desperately, but Mo Ci dodged them one by one and was able to leave a punch on him. This went on for countless times.
“Brother Moci——?!”
Probably because he had just come down from another competition stage, there was still a hint of surprise in Shen Huaitian's eyes.
Mo Ci glanced at Sikong Jie, whose face had been completely disfigured, and threw him off the stage.
He won this round.
Sikong Jie became the first gold medal cultivator who could not even make it through the first round.
He is even inferior to Shen Huaitian, whose cultivation level is much lower than his. It is conceivable how angry Sikong Jie would be.
After receiving the promotion sign, Mo Ci jumped off the stage and looked at Shen Huaitian who was supporting Sikong Jie. He just said to Sikong Jie.
"I told you that I'm returning the words to you, you should be happy."
Then he turned and left.
This... Shen Huaitian looked at Mo Ci who was leaving, and then at Sikong Jie with a bruised face and nose, and was confused about the situation for a moment.
Sikong Jie was filled with hatred. The most important thing was that this person, this person's voice...
Looks very much like Fang Honglu.
He felt as if he was being suppressed and humiliated by Fang Honglu, which made the hatred in his heart even stronger.
"Sixth Brother..."
Shen Huaitian spoke, and Sikong Jie could only speak incoherently, "Take me to a quiet place."
"it is good."
On the other side, Bu Fan, who had watched the whole thing, burst into laughter only after the two left.
He needed Mo Ci's support to avoid falling to the ground from laughing.
"Hahahaha, Moci, you are this, hahaha..."
"That guy looked down on me, hahaha. Now I've become a pig-head, hahaha..."